Homie or Stranger By Pooja Kulashri

Once whom you called home
Is now a stranger standing back shore
Shutting you down every now and then
Keeping you out for the sake of self.
I wonder how can one become so in different
Taking time less than a sec to change
Is it me or just you who have changed.
Life is short that you keep telling me
Cutting me off is what you're always doing
Yelling, shouting is all I got
Now just teach me how to be in different
And be like this to thou
Cause this time I am all torn
And the reason is well known.
I've left nothing with me too
Fulfilling your veracity is not my job to do.